Chapter 161: Cross-Time and Space Cooperation

"Is the plan still in progress?" Quan Heng nodded, "I don't have any memory of the new world... Mo Xiu Yue's purpose turned out to be here."

"Name? Xiu Yue?"

Amu blinked. She knew very little about Quan Heng's current situation, but now she could keep up with his thoughts.

"Is it the nail I left behind? I nailed the other party in the game and asked you to come to the new world. The damage and brainwashing of the game to NPCs is immeasurable... I will only give this kind of thing to one person. How is she now?"

Quan Heng: "Dead."

Amu's fingers curled slightly, and she actually smiled with relief. At this moment, she and Quan Heng looked very much alike.

Even if the face was disguised, the temperament overlapped.

"Well, now that she's free, let her rest for a while."

"Who is your current opponent? Which region does he belong to? What is the power structure?"

Quan Heng paused and asked seriously:

"Do you know... the Blood Emperor and the White Queen?"

Amu looked strange and frowned: "I know the White Queen, and the Blood Emperor is..."

Before she finished speaking, the clear sky was torn apart in an instant, and thunder burst out in the sky.

"Bang!"

The tree beside her was split in half by lightning.

"Warning: Abnormal information exchanges will be forcibly erased."

Not allowed to say.

I said before that it was useless to tell a phantom, and it would not have an impact outside the map.

But the information that Amu told her could cause a dramatic change in the current situation in the new world.

Quan Heng lowered his eyes, sorted out his thoughts in the blink of an eye, and immediately said:

"I can't waste any more time, I need to get out of the map."

The information on this map is almost the same, and she doesn't want to waste any more time.

"Bang!"

The gunshot was sudden.

Quan Heng and the other two looked at each other and immediately rushed to the place where the gunshots were getting more and more dense.

How else can you rob someone? The opportunity has come.

The gunshots were chaotic, and there were shouts from time to time.

Several so-called "hikers" who were exploring the way fled with guns, and the patrol team that came to chase them.

"There is a lone person."

Quan Heng stood on a high place and locked onto a man with a backpack who was covered and left.

"Let's go, wait for me to check the goods, and leave after completing the task."

"Do you know what photos to take?"

Amu said. She had seen Quan Heng adjusting the camera before, which was obviously unique.

But according to the rules of the game, there must be some standard requirements.

"Try it."

Quan Heng fell, turned around and left.

...

The man holding the backpack avoided the patrol team and took a breath behind a rock.

"Damn, didn't they say that the people were arranged to go somewhere else? Why are there police on the Butterfly Valley line?"

He cursed and muttered, and took out his mobile phone to make a call.

Suddenly, there was a sound of breaking wind approaching from behind. The smuggler was thrown out by a huge force before he could turn around. His head hit the hard ground directly, and his backpack fell out of his hand, and he felt dizzy.

Those who have practiced fighting or been hit or fell should know the feeling.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the head is hit by a huge impact and stars are in the eyes. At that moment, the ears made a sharp explosion. The world was still colorful in the last second, but suddenly it turned black. Although he opened his eyes, there were only a large range of black and gold dots in his vision. Accompanied by noisy sounds, the colorful world gradually returned.

But at this time, Quan Heng could not give him a chance to relieve the dizziness.

Tianshu instantly wrapped around the smuggler's neck.

"Hello."

Quan Heng moved his wrist, and Tianshu pulled the man to his feet.

She smiled slightly, even if she wanted to take someone's life, she was still polite.

"Who are you...?"

The smuggler uttered a few words with difficulty, and then was strangled by the whip body that seemed to have life on his neck, causing extreme pain.

Jing Zhen picked up the backpack he had left aside. Apart from the blade, there was only a refrigerator left.

"Adrenochrome."

Jing Zhen took out the test tube from the refrigerator and pointed to the English beside him and said:

"Although China deliberately translated the phrase "adrenochrome can only be extracted from living bodies" into "adrenochrome can be artificially synthesized" to prove that obtaining this hormone does not require harming children, it is just confusing.

"Adrenochrome only exists when babies are extremely frightened."

Quan Heng's expression moved slightly. She knew about this thing.

Amu tilted her head: "What's the use?"

"After injection, it can delay aging." Jing Zhen said.

"It is usually linked to child trafficking." Quan Heng said calmly, "Someone offered me a high price to cooperate before, but Wugang does not do this kind of business. ”

“Wugang…”

Hearing this, the smuggler stared at Quan Heng with bloodshot eyes, his voice hoarse.

“You are from Wugang…your boss…”

Quan Heng’s pupils moved slightly, and he tightened Tianshu again to force back his voice.

The smuggler also knew about Wugang.

Since Wugang had developed in Jingzhen’s memory and the smuggler knew something about it, why didn’t Amu know anything about it, and even the age didn’t match?

She was only unconscious for a short time that year, but judging from Amu’s words, she clearly stayed in the New World for a long time.

Is it because the time in the New World itself is problematic?

Amu: “You don’t ask?”

“I already know which force it is.” Quan Heng said.

Her understanding of gray trade and underground industries far exceeds the imagination of ordinary people.

The wind came from the Butterfly Valley, and the larvae transformed into butterflies in the sun, flew past Quan Heng’s eyes, and fluttered on the smuggler’s injured cheek.

They love the salt in blood.

Quan Heng suddenly laughed: "Butterflies are beautiful, and they like to eat carrion."

She said something ambiguous, and pointed the camera at the smuggler.

[Hey? The signal was cut off for a long time just now, what's going on? ]

[Oh my god, why are you going to kill someone? ! ]

Just as the barrage was restored, Quan Heng on the screen raised his hand and directly twisted the other person's neck with Tianshu.

"Puchi——"

Blood splattered among the flowers.

The butterfly was attracted to land in the bloody smell, and the gorgeous butterfly wings were stained with blood.

"It's so beautiful."

Are death and beauty twins, bringing people despair and tranquility?

Are sin and holiness lovers in love, who must blend and entangle, unwilling to be pure.

Quan Heng focused the lens, and the fluctuations in his heart and the barrage of screens sent the emotional value to the peak.

"Click."

Photo taken successfully.

[Ding! Congratulations on completing the single-player mission. 】

"Instead of ending with the death of a border guard as usual in games, I'd rather let myself take charge and squeeze out the last value of the sinner."

Quan Heng looked at the photos he had taken and smiled slightly:

"I hope good people will be rewarded. If the cause and effect cannot be closed, then let me, a vicious villain, do it."

Waiting for the death knell of the end to ring, they will all disappear.

Leave a clean and vast expanse.

"Leader, are you sure this is what you will look like when you grow up? It's even more terrifying than now." Jing Zhen whispered, "This character looks like a good person at first glance, but in fact it's..."

-Hypocrisy.

A bad person who looks like a good person.

He's not on the right path either.

"In terms of deeds, not heart, I became like this because of my own choice."

Amu's expression was indifferent, the sharpness faded, and there was another dead silence.

"I never deny myself. I may fail, but I will never regret it."

She never regrets it.

"They are coming," Quan Heng looked at the patrol team that came, "This map ends here. I have got what I deserve. I will solve the rest in reality."

"Don't forget your promise." Amu paused and said in a deep voice, "You are a born liar, but don't get yourself into it. We doubt each other, but we may not be unable to cooperate."

Although the conversation just now sounded good, in fact, nothing was revealed.

"Of course, who says the past can't cooperate with the future."

Quan Heng stroked the Eighteen Sons and smiled gently.

The premise is that they have to be of the same mind.

There are some things she still needs to prove. Who knows if her past self will cheat her future self.

"See you at the Intercontinental Championship."

Quan Heng looked at Jing Zhen and nodded politely.

[Player Quan Heng successfully logged out of the game. 】